Luyện nghe bài hát Serial Killas

1: (Jamie Madrox)
What is it about a serial killa that you?
And makes this music you can sharpen an axe to
Taking you through a hallway to a black room
No walls or ceilings, just to pass through
You choose: are always nice
But razorblades and knives are way more
When it to cutting, this shit here is an art
And we finish we start, that's what separates us apart
From other mother fuckers, not no names
But them other fuckers (They ain't family!)
And say I'm sick, too sick.
Well how do you get
When you see a chest without a butcher knife in it
Wait a minute, an axe
I wanna smash your ribcage in
For every you laughed on our behalf
Will you let me chance to redefine
The mind of a serial
(2x)
Serial
K I L A!
Fruit looped outta my mind like
(Kill)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Torture and (Killa, Killa)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
2: (Monoxide Child)
Could it be the Maybe it's the blood you like
Or maybe it's my disregard for life
Most are afraid to deny it
But not me
I it old school like a mink coat
Rusty blade, at 12 inches
With the tipped cracked off stabbin' too many bitches
I'm digging ditches with a mind state
???
ya ?? on the head of my axe
And pray to god I don't split you in half like tracks
I can't it, so I just put it in my music
And other killas can use it
Don't confuse it with the same old
Cause the shit that I kick could put a glitch in mainframe
Wicked to the I am
And you can me in the dark if you think I'm playing, what!
(2x)
Serial
K I L A!
Fruit looped outta my like Godzilla
(Kill)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Torture and (Killa, Killa)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Verse 3: (Tech & Jamie Madrox)
the real killa?
Who's the mother fucka ya love and I
But in the midst will fuck with millas
Trust ya bitch. jock. You'll trip.
shock with pistol cocked! (This the shit to knock!)
Who am I!?
Amerikilla, gorilla, the Juggalizzle my
Psychopathic I'm rapping, we set to gangrene
Killa killa, the realla, banana I feela
Nigga with a with the infrared beam
The axe is family, and for the
I use the axe to separate anatomy
Ain't no being mad at me, the shit ain't even it
I said I was a serial killa, not
It's not my that I can't be trusted
And like me aren't all disgusting
Some will slit and into skull crushing
And killing people over next to mother fucker!
(2x)
Serial
K I L A!
Fruit looped outta my like Godzilla
(Kill)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Torture and (Killa, Killa)
killa! (Killa, Killa)